There's not enough of me well,
There's way too much of you
I think I saw some happy people yesterday and that'll never do.
There's never too much violence,
Ain't it time we had a war
You leave on your shirt and I'll be skins
And we'll go flying through the door
(intro to chorus 1)
These are violent times
And I only want to do my part,
To sink to hatreds depths and smile at what we've all become
(chorus)
I need understanding,
Just a pack or two,
To help me with my troubles, and what to do's
I don't feel no raging,
There ain't nothing new,
Drop me in the ocean,
And paint me blue.
I don't have a worry,
I don't have a care,
I don't have a sound piece of mind,
But I manage to fare
I don't like neighbors,
Well they're just not my kind
And I think it might be all for the whales,
And I really don't mind
(intro to chorus 2)
If these are the golden years,
Then I think it's time to cash them in
To sit in our rocking chairs
And talk about the good old days
(chorus)
(solo)
(intro to chorus 1)
(chorus
20 Matchbox - Paint Me Blue Lyrics
20 Matchbox - Paint Me Blue Lyrics
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There's not enough of me well,
There's way too much of you
I think I saw some happy people yesterday and that'll never do.
There's never too much violence,
Ain't it time we had a war
You leave on your shirt and I'll be skins
And we'll go flying through the door
(intro to chorus 1)
These are violent times
And I only want to do my part,
To sink to hatreds depths and smile at what we've all become
(chorus)
I need understanding,
Just a pack or two,
To help me with my troubles, and what to do's
I don't feel no raging,
There ain't nothing new,
Drop me in the ocean,
And paint me blue.
I don't have a worry,
I don't have a care,
I don't have a sound piece of mind,
But I manage to fare
I don't like neighbors,
Well they're just not my kind
And I think it might be all for the whales,
And I really don't mind
(intro to chorus 2)
If these are the golden years,
Then I think it's time to cash them in
To sit in our rocking chairs
And talk about the good old days
(chorus)
(solo)
(intro to chorus 1)
(chorus
There's way too much of you
I think I saw some happy people yesterday and that'll never do.
There's never too much violence,
Ain't it time we had a war
You leave on your shirt and I'll be skins
And we'll go flying through the door
(intro to chorus 1)
These are violent times
And I only want to do my part,
To sink to hatreds depths and smile at what we've all become
(chorus)
I need understanding,
Just a pack or two,
To help me with my troubles, and what to do's
I don't feel no raging,
There ain't nothing new,
Drop me in the ocean,
And paint me blue.
I don't have a worry,
I don't have a care,
I don't have a sound piece of mind,
But I manage to fare
I don't like neighbors,
Well they're just not my kind
And I think it might be all for the whales,
And I really don't mind
(intro to chorus 2)
If these are the golden years,
Then I think it's time to cash them in
To sit in our rocking chairs
And talk about the good old days
(chorus)
(solo)
(intro to chorus 1)
(chorus